“It isn’t only the dance,” she said. Their soft, voluptuous bodies wove among each other to the faint notes of a lyre. Sheppard's attention; and no sooner did she in some degree recover from the shock occasioned by the sight of her son's debased condition, than, regardless of any other consideration except his instant removal from the contaminating society by which he was surrounded, and utterly forgetting the more cautious plan she meant to have adopted, she rushed into the room, and summoned him to follow her. Her heels made contact with Rhea’s knees and hobbled her with a crack. ‘This from a man who calls himself my friend.
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